Manager Archer looked at the plump woman and explained with a smile, "Ms. Dempsey is looking for a housekeeper. If she finds you suitable, you'll have a job."
"So, is Ms. Dempsey here?" the plump woman asked eagerly. "I'm a very hard worker. The client will definitely be satisfied."
Rhea Dempsey and Renee Jennings had their backs to the plump woman, but the voice sounded increasingly familiar.
The mother and daughter exchanged a look and turned around.
The plump woman met their gazes, and her expression froze instantly.
Renee Jennings saw the woman's chubby face, raised an eyebrow, and a flicker of amusement flashed in her eyes.
'Old Hag Crawford,' she thought. 'What a coincidence.'
Old Hag Crawford had never imagined she would run into Rhea Dempsey and Renee Jennings here.
She stiffly averted her gaze and looked at Manager Archer. "Is this the Ms. Dempsey from Eastgate Villa you mentioned?"
"Yes," Manager Archer nodded.
Old Hag Crawford was instantly petrified.
